And so I'm 25. I have entered that terrifying space in time called "quarter life". Okay, it's not terrifying. Still, I'm not getting any younger and I feel like I've missed out on a lot of things. I was recently at a party, and as I watched my companions talk about photography, recording, travelling and whatnot, I realized there's so much out there to see. I should consider breaking out of my shell more if I want to accomplish things.

Here's to another fun and interesting year. ^^

Random rant: Someone used up my black pentel pen. Pfft.